Listening to the pain...

You know how pain is a warning system? You put your hand on a stove- it hurts, so you remove your hand before you damage your skin. Without pain, we'd all be dead, or at the very least, severely incapacitated, which would pretty much screw up any happiness we might have had the fortune of experiencing. So in order to have happiness, we must have pain. Simple as that. They go hand in hand.

The same with life. You're in an unhealthy relationship, you feel pain in the form of depression, you leave, you meet someone else who makes you truly happy. You're in an unrewarding job, you feel pain in the form of frustration, you quit, you find a job that makes you feel good about yourself at the end of the day. You deny your true dream, you feel pain in the form of anxiety, you face it and make the necessary changes until you feel complete.

Pain is a blessing. When someone we love is hurting, we want to make it go away, when in fact, maybe we should be rejoicing, because maybe that pain is just the push they need to take the first step on the road to the person they are meant to be. If you want to look at it more deeply, you could say pain is a form of communication God uses to speak to us, to protect us, to push us in the right direction. Happiness, as well, as that is what confirms for us that we have taken the right path.

Tonight I tried to take a backseat to pain. Instead of trying to intervene and put on my superhero cape, I reminded myself that pain knows what it is doing. It has a purpose, even if I may not be able to see it. Sometimes all that's really needed is just to listen to it.



Learning to deal with life is learning to sharpen your senses. But not by way of your eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and hands. By way of the heart.